Ritual

Just about

to have

my breakfast. Bagel/ cream cheese, coffee.

No brainer. Until I go to open the new package of cream

cheese.You know what's coming! Unless you live in a part

of the world that precludes this nerve wracking

self-flagellating ritual.

The big Philly guys have been manufacturing this tiny

torture chamber for lo, a couple of hundred years!

You'd think, wouldn't you? Simpler packaging?

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If you've found a way to open this silver papered package

of cream cheese, without slashing, futile pulling, tearing,

please do a good deed and let me know the secret.

It's a bit too much to ask me to start the opening

process the night before. And it is totally unacceptable

for me to find cream cheese still under my fingernails at

4 o'clock in the afternoon.

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Now, for breakfast.